Chapter 12: Family?
In the family room, Roland asked,"Will someone please tell me what's going on?" The young adults look at each other. "Someone knows something?" said Miranda. "Mom's coming to visit at week's end," James says. "Your mom's right here," says Roland. "No daddy OUR mom is coming to visit at week's end," Amber says. "What?!," responds Roland,"How do you two know about this?"
*Flashback* "A week ago, when Zander and I were visiting the kingdom of Dia. A lady asked what were our names. So we told her. Then she asked me who my father was. And I told her. Afterwards, she asked if I had a twin brother. I responded "yes." She asked me if I remembered her. I said, "No, should I?" To which she responded, "you were four when I left; it would make sense if don't remember me." "Mom?" I said. "Yes, Amber, I am," she said. After, we head to her castle; it was there. I told her about Enchancia. By the way, she told me the truth about why you divorced her. She also gave me a letter for only James to see. Amber states. *Flashback*
"Well that explains James's anger and your hesitation," Roland said, "Sofia, care to explain, why you broke a teacup?" But before she could answer her mother came to her aid."I'll explain dear," said Miranda,"Dustin is Sofia's biological brother from my first marriage with their father." "That's right. Dustin said he has a sister; he never knew because his mother left before she born," responds Amber." "Hold up!" shouts James. "Sofia has a brother; we're just now finding out about," he says. "Yes, she does," answered Miranda. "Well actually James, we have a baby sister named Brooke. And Dustin has a brother named Alex and a sister named Isabella," replied Amber. "Really?" questions James. I've known about my half-siblings," said Sofia. "Since when?" asked Amber. "Since they were born," Sofia replied. "How come you never told us about them?"Amber asked. "Mom told me not mention it to you and James since you and James didn't seem to have contact with your biological mother," Sofia replied. "Thanks, mom and Sof for being considerate of our feelings," said James.
"Daddy why didn't you tell us the truth about the divorced?" asked Amber. "To be honest kids, time just slipped away from me. Just as Amber was about to ask her father what he meant. He said, "Let me explain. I wanted to tell you when you were old enough to understand but, true love happened. And I decided to remarry. So when Miranda told me about her past and I told her mine. We thought it was best if you never find out the whole story." "But it would seem we made a mistake by doing so. It kept each of you from your other family members. We were honestly only looking out for our best interest over you. I believe now is the best time to tell you the truth," Miranda said. "Correct my queen," said Roland. "Can we finished this later because it's one o'clock in the morning," said Amber tired. "We second it." said a sleepy James and Sofia. "Okay to be continued," said Roland.
Author notes:
Hey Readers, Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Chapter thirteen is still in the development so I decided to give you a little sneak peek. SPOILER ALERT Duh, so read if you want.
Chapter 13:
...It was a month before my twentieth birthday. My father was telling me how the peace agreement between Enchancia and Dia stated; I would marry the princess of Dia. I didn't want to marry a princess; I didn't know. My father insisted I do so or Enchancia was going to war. The month after my birthday was our wedding. We had a luxurious wedding with more than five thousand guests from all the neighboring kingdom. The first year of ruling the kingdom with your mother was a nightmare. Since I promised my father, I would do anything to keep the peace between Dia and Enchancia. I allowed her to put Enchancia in debt. So the twins could have the most luxurious nursery in all the kingdoms. Fast forward to the twins third birthday, where your mother claims Amber insisted on a birthday cake that went from ceiling to floor. Not to mention we still had some cake a year later. At the age of three, James had tantrums; where he threw vases and expensive dishware, break wooden furniture and so much more. And all your mother would say is that boy of yours is messing up my luxurious castle. "YOU NEED TO PUT A STOP TO THIS!" she exclaimed. After a while, she had enough of my "bad" parenting and decided to take matters into her own hands. I don't know how many times; James had a black eye or a broken bone. Every time I asked how it happens, he always would say; Mommy said not to tell anyone. Upon hearing; I told my father, I wanted a divorce. He said," Son, remember the peace agreement." I replied sadly," O'course father." "That's my boy," he said happily. Seven months later, she did something I couldn't let her get away with...